Chapter 5

Hearing my thoughts, Dad and Marcus's faces both turned stern. They quickly positioned themselves back-to-back in a defensive stance.

Dad looked at the sleazy leader, his face darkening. "Watch your mouth. Say one more word and I'll tear it apart."

Marcus's face was also extremely grim. "Delia, Vivian, you two leave first."

Delia's voice trembled. "No, with so many people, how can I leave you behind? We're family!"

Even with her low intelligence, Mom could see the danger. Protecting her belly, she dropped a sentence.

"Okay, I'll go first!"

With that, she actually turned around and ran without hesitation!

Her speed was so fast she barely seemed like a pregnant woman.

Watching her decisive departure, "abandoning" them to save herself, Dad and Marcus couldn't help but feel heartbroken.

The hatred that had recently wavered surged up again.

Marcus sneered, his tone full of sarcasm.

"Sure enough, when danger comes, she's not stupid anymore. Her selfish nature is exposed completely! Just like in the past life. We actually believed her time after time. We've been fools for two lifetimes."

Dad's thin lips pressed tightly. Though he didn't speak, his eyes also grew colder.

Seeing Mom run away, Delia's eyes flashed with surprise and then triumph, before quickly switching to an extremely worried expression.

"Marcus, William, even if Vivian doesn't care about our lives, she's still pregnant. With so many bad people here, I'm worried. I'll go check on her!"

After speaking, she also quickly ran off, but didn't chase after Mom's footsteps. Instead, she hailed a car with a cold smile and drove away.

In the parking garage, Dad and Marcus stood back-to-back, surrounded by a dozen thugs wielding iron clubs.

Both were injured. Dad's mouth was cut and bleeding, and Marcus's white shirt shoulder was seeping blood.

The leader's eyes gleamed viciously as he raised the cold iron club.

"Brothers, they're worn out. Everyone attack together. They're worth a lot, at least a few million each. If we sell their organs separately, they're worth even more!"

The crowd was about to surge forward again. Dad and Marcus's faces looked extremely grim.

At this moment, my thoughts rang out first from the darkness.

[There's no signal in the parking garage, but Mom already called the police and called Grandpa and Grandma. The police will be here soon. William and Marcus, you must hold on.]

[Mom, you must protect yourself too. I'm so scared and worried.]

Then came Mom's scream. She rushed out of the parking garage holding a thick wooden stick, drenched in sweat.

"Stop! No one can bully William and Marcus!"

Dad's eyes were full of shock and astonishment.

Marcus's ear was injured and bleeding profusely. He couldn't hear anything. Seeing Mom run back, his face was full of mockery and hatred.

"You didn't think about sticking together just now, but now you're running back to fake concern. Vivian, did you come back to watch us get beaten to death? Seeing us about to die again, are you happy?"

Mom ignored Marcus's mockery. Seeing the group swing clubs toward Marcus's head—

"Marcus!" She rushed over like a madwoman and threw herself onto Marcus. The heavy iron club struck her body hard and ruthlessly.

Mom screamed and, right in front of Marcus, her whole body went limp and fell to the ground.

Bright red blood instantly gushed from between her legs, quickly staining her light-colored dress crimson.

Two voices, shocked to the point of distortion, simultaneously tore through the silent night sky.

"Vivian?!"